there isariverthere isaspanthey said you'd find Godin a kilncurious clayafireisfannedthe ocean speaksthe highways unwindsuch secrets to seekkeep these..
we left the gardenlikea daydreamorafeverhand in handwe walkedinto the waiting seathe Serpentsanga siren's songthe swordsplitthe ground behind usa plac..
moods high or lowa garden growswe plantin springwatchfor what the weatherbringsmy memoriesof autumn pasti wonder why these thingswill never lastwinter..
they say there's a Creatorthat knows the soulthey say prayer is goldit's silence' callthe bells castin silvertollthe moving fingerhaving writto witto ..
Rumi's reflectionsa quiet Qurancount the grapes on the vineknow you're just a manhope for vague apotheosisfaith's a fine lineto wait they say is holyI..
day lightday breaksunrise sunsetday and nightin equal measuredarkness weighs me downheavy in my mindgrace aboundsanother mystery to findsatellitesand ..
old friendsold storieswe bartered ancient talesreligion abounded in those daysmyths and legendtonight I wonder as to the bloodsing songs from a scoreI..